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Poem by Louisa Stuart Costello

To My Mother

Yes, I have sung of others' woes,
   Until they almost seem'd mine own,
And fancy oft will scenes disclose
   Whose being was in thought alone:

Her magic power I've cherished long,
   And yielded to her soothing sway;
Enchanting is her syren song,
   And wild and wond'rous is her way.

But thouwhene'er I think on thee,
   Those glittering visions fade away;
My soul awakens, how tenderly!
  To pleasures that can ne'er decay.

There's not an hour of life goes by
   But makes thee still more firmly dear;
My sighs attend upon thy sigh,
   My sorrows wait upon thy tear:

For earth has nought so good, so pure,
   That may compare with love like thine
Long as existence shall endure,
   Thy star of guiding love shall shine!

O'er other stars dark clouds may lower,
   And from our path their light may sever
They lived to bless us but an hour,
   But thine shall live to bless us ever!

Louisa Stuart Costello

Louisa Stuart Costello's other poems:
  1. Song (I will not ask one glance from thee)
  2. Spanish Song
  3. Song (When others saw thee gay and vain)
  4. Miranda's Song
  5. Eastern Song

Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Christina Rossetti To My Mother ("To-day's your natal day")
  • Edwin Arnold To My Mother ("The crimson sun is sinking")
  • Eleanor Farjeon To My Mother ("Unuttered songs fly round my thoughts like birds")
  • Felicia Hemans To My Mother ("IF e'er for human bliss or woe")
  • Edgar Poe To My Mother ("Because I feel that, in the Heavens above")
  • Archibald Lampman To My Mother ("Mother, to whose valiant will")

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